Roxanne K. Cottell

These are my animals, Murdock, Kimo and Princess. They all have their own story of how they became part of my life. Needless to say, even as I cursed the day that I got them, they are mine, and without them my feet would be cold at night (because there would be no Murdock sleeping on them), there would be endless leftovers(because I spoil the three of them with table scraps) and I wouldn't get to laugh when they decide to be silly, act like kittens, chase the kids.

Indeed, what a wonderfully curious world !

...Hosea 2:18

And in that day will I make a covenant for them with the beasts of the field, and with the birds of the heavens, and with the creeping things of the ground: and I will break the bow and the sword and the battle out of the land, and will make them to lie down safely.

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For as long as I can remember, I was never quite so touched by a person's music as I have always been by Mr. Ray Charles' . The song that you are hearing is "What a wonderful world".

My. Charles was a music great, a legend in his own time. He is missed greatly.

Rest in quiet peace, sir, and may your music live on...